The word that brings life

Haiku of wholeness

He couldn’t escape.

The people recognised him;

the word spread, they came.

For the miracles

and the healings they gathered,

pleading, insistent.

Wherever he went

they came for the miracles,

more than for his words.

Jump a year or two,

he is no longer with them,

except in Spirit.

At the Lovely Gate

disciples Peter and John:

the lame man begs alms.

Following their Lord

they speak a healing word, pull

off a miracle.

Walking and leaping,

the healed man sang God’s praises.

They were all amazed.

Better than silver,

more valuable than gold;

God’s word that brings life.

© Ken Rookes 2020

Posted in response to the two bible readings from the Narrative Lectionary for the 3rd Sunday of Easter.